A kitten dressed as an empress

After a period of time like this, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in mid-August.

The Supreme Emperor held a banquet in the Hu Nei Pavilion of the Summer Palace, because it was a family banquet, apart from Zhao Yao, there were only Jin Taifei and Qi Jun.

The night wind in the lakeside was a bit strong, and the bead curtains hanging in the pavilion were blown and collided with a crisp sound.

Zhao Yao turned her head to see a bright moon reflected on the surface of the lake covered with waves, and the light yellow candlelight smeared spots of light on the pitch-black water surface.

Although there was a silk and bamboo performance outside, the banquet was not very lively.

"Earlier, I heard that Mr. Qi is the beautiful son of the capital city. Today, seeing him is really worthy of his reputation." The concubine Jin looked at Mr. Qi with slightly rosy cheeks, and then her gaze fell on the indifferent Zhao Yao, "Your Majesty is also a peerless one." Beauty, if the two of them can have a son and a half daughter, then they must be unparalleled in the world."

Qi Jun sat on one side with a straight figure, his words and deeds were handsome and extraordinary, and he responded extremely calmly: "The concubine Jin is absurd."

Before the words were finished, the Supreme Emperor frowned slightly and looked at Jin Dowager, who seemed drunk but not drunk, and said, "Jin Dowager is drunk."

"Is the concubine drunk?" Jin Taifei's eyes turned slightly, and the tactful charm was fully displayed in her eyes. She put her palm lightly on the Supreme Emperor's arm, and then approached intimately and murmured: "Maybe she is really drunk."

But this act of intimacy didn't get the Emperor's pity, on the contrary, he was stiff and unwilling to pay attention to it. Concubine Jin lowered her head and lowered her eyes, full of sadness.

Zhao Yao took a sip of her drink to herself, thinking that in the early years, the concubine Jin took risks to help the Supreme Emperor ascend the throne with the benefit of the Jin family, and now she is still struggling with delusions.

Little did they know that the emperor's ruthlessness was far more ruthless than Jin Taifei imagined.

Not only did the Jin family have to be eliminated, they even had to be uprooted. In the future, without the Jin family clan to rely on, how could the Jin concubine be alone in the palace.

Mr. Qi couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw Jin Taifei showing such softness. Men in the southern country have always been extremely disgusted with serving others with sex like women.

But now that the Supreme Emperor is in power and the new empress is on the throne, if he can't bear to bow his head for a while, the Qi family will only become the second Jin family.

"Your Majesty, although this wine is good, don't be greedy." Qi Jun leaned slightly towards him, obviously an upright gentleman, with an extremely sincere expression.

Holding the wine cup between her fingers, Zhao Yao could feel the gaze cast by the Supreme Emperor, she pursed her thin lips tightly and said, "Mr. Qi has a heart."

The empress, whose parents died young and lived alone in the palace since she was a child, should have a very defensive character, especially since the golden eye veil covers most of her face, Qi Jun can't judge her reaction.

However, due to the super controlling yu that the emperor controlled the court, this empress had been imprisoned in the palace all the time, and her eyes were ill. Presumably she hadn't had much contact with love-related things.

If there is more tenderness and care, it shouldn't be difficult to coax the Empress. Anyway, the Supreme Emperor will die one day no matter what, and the Empress will naturally be in power at that time.

A girl who is just 15 years old is at the beginning of her love affair, so she is easily blinded by love.

Mr. Qi knew that as long as he could control this empress, not only would the Qi family enjoy endless prosperity and wealth, but he might even seize the throne of the Zhao family.

"This is a fine wine made from golden osmanthus. Drinking less is good for women, so you don't have to worry about it, Mr. Qi." Zhao Yao looked at the thoughtful Mr. Qi calmly.

The bright moonlight, slender hands, and the white jade-like wrist exposed by the loose-sleeved robe made Qi Jun slightly stunned, his eyes lightly passed over the bright red thin lips, and he thought that although he had seen countless beauties in the capital city, such a half-covered and half-covered one made him feel uncomfortable. It is the first time that people are fascinated.

Nowadays, the mother of the empress was also a beautiful woman who was overwhelmed by the country and the city, and her daughter should be far superior.

"Your Majesty, what you said is true." Qi Jun drank the wine in his glass, but his throat became even dry, and he sighed in his heart that if he could embrace such a peerless beauty in his arms, it should be a good thing.

The two chatted happily, but the Taishanghuang's eyes became sharper, and the Jin Dowager beside her sighed with raised lips: "The age is similar, and we can always chat better."

The Supreme Emperor looked sideways at Concubine Jin and said, "It seems that you are so drunk that you started talking nonsense."

Concubine Jin sneered while drinking and said, "If your concubine is talking nonsense, you can just shut up."

Now that the Jin family is in a state of panic, how could the Concubine Jin who was deep in the palace not understand that the person next to her pillow insisted on not thinking about the old love, so she was really disheartened.

When the banquet was over, Zhao Yao got up and went back to the garden. Mr. Qi accompanied him to see him off on the chariot, and Mr. Qi stood aside to watch him off.

The palace people were silent, and Zhao Yao didn't want to talk too much, this kind of banquet is nothing more than a hypocrisy, if it is not because of the situation in the court, there is no need to pretend to be with Qi Jun.

After entering the inner hall, Zhao Yao saw the fluffy ball.

The little milk cat was leaning against the wall, sitting slumped like a human being, holding the water bladder with its two pink paws, obviously tight by the baby.

Zhao Yao sat on a low couch at one side, holding the silent little milk cat with her hands.

The little milk cat that suddenly vacated into the air called a few times helplessly: "Meow!"

Zhao Yao put the little milk cat by her hand, fiddled with the little ears with her fingertips, and stroked the soft little tail along the fluffy little head.

"I'm going back to the palace at the end of the month, so don't make any mistakes in your escape plan."

Those pink paws pressed Zhao Yao's hand, and poked out her head that was held, and stared straight at her with big amber eyes.

Zhao Yao didn't fight back, but went along to catch the limp little paw.

Wen Ruyan clearly smelled the strong smell of alcohol, her little face was wrinkled into a ball, and then jumped to the water bag, resolutely keeping a distance.

If he was drunk, he would probably slap himself to death with a single slap.

The palm of her hand suddenly became empty, Zhao Yao secretly withdrew her hand and stood up, took out a small wooden box from her sleeve and opened it: "Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, do you want to try it?"

The little milk cat poked its head up to look around, then stepped on its little paws and stopped in front of it, Zhao Yao put down the small piece of mooncake with the corners of her lips slightly raised.

Because the hair grows too fast, the little milk cat does not grow up, but the figure is getting rounder and rounder.

Zhao Yao smoothed the soft hair between her fingers and sighed: "You, maybe you will live forever."

The little head looked puzzled, and the amber eyes were extraordinarily bright because of the candlelight.

"Meow?" If immortality is a cat, Wen Ruyan thinks it's better not to.

At the end of August, the Summer Palace was very busy in the morning. Wen Ruyan originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos to get out, but when he woke up, he found that he was locked in a dark box.

After traveling and traveling for half a day, Wen Ruyan was already dizzy when he saw the light again.

Zhao Yao stretched out her hands to hold the limp little milk cat, rubbed the soft face gently with her fingertips and said, "I called you before, who made you sleep so soundly."

The little milk cat tilted its head and stuck to Zhao Yao's palm, and called out helplessly: "Meow..."

Ghost, I believe your words!

Wen Ruyan wanted to vomit, but couldn't vomit anything, the whole cat was on the verge of collapse.

The carriage was shaking badly at first, and after being locked up for a long time, he didn't even have a sip of water ready. This autumn tiger hasn't left yet.

"Aren't you thirsty?" Zhao Yao poured the tea, seeing that the little milk cat's eyes were very empty, and even took the initiative to hand the teacup to her face.

Wen Ruyan watched angrily, then lowered his head to drink water.

The fluffy little head was completely buried in the teacup, Zhao Yao raised her hand and gently rubbed her erect little ears, saying, "Didn't you ever think about opening that water bag?"

The little milk cat poked its head up, the hair around its mouth was dripping with water, and its big eyes were full of bewilderment.

In fact, Wen Ruyan even forgot the existence of the water bag, and only thought that there was a pillow in the box.

Zhao Yao put down the teacup, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the water from the little milk cat's cheeks and said, "You missed this opportunity, I don't know what year it will be when you go out of the palace next time."

The little milk cat tilted its head to dodge angrily, and Zhao Yao held down the dodging head with one hand.

Wen Ruyan watched angrily, but had no choice but to call a few times.

Missing the opportunity, Wen Ruyan huddled in a corner facing the wall and thought for a long time.

After autumn, the weather gradually turned cooler, Zhao Yao spent most of the day reviewing memorials in the main hall, and Wen Ruyan wandered around the Yuqing Palace alone.

Since suffering a loss last time, Wen Ruyan has been guarding the water bag tightly, for fear that Zhao Yao will hide it.

Later, I deliberately hid the water bag in the corner of the kitchen in the backyard of Yuqing Palace, and took time to check it every day.

This afternoon Wen Ruyan was dozing off on the window sill, most of the leaves in the courtyard were withered and yellow, as if a gust of autumn wind could blow them off.

When going to check the kitchen in the backyard as usual, Wen Ruyan suddenly found that the cook was actually holding the water bag in her hand.

"The wine in this water bag is not an ordinary thing. It seems that someone in Yuqing Palace has kept it privately." The cook opened the water bag and handed it to Nanny Li who had a scar on her forehead.

Nanny Li sniffed it, then picked up a small cup and poured a glass of wine, suffocating to the end.

The cook at the side looked at her with glowing eyes and said, "This wine smells very mellow, it must be a treasure in the palace."

"Well, not bad." Li Nanny greedily held the water bag in her arms, "I'll take care of this myself, you just go on."

"Then the monthly money for this month..." The cook hinted euphemistically.

Nanny Li coughed a few times and said, "Don't worry, I will give you some money."

At this moment, Wen Ruyan, who was lying on the outside of the window with two paws, was heartbroken.

At dusk, the sunset glow spread across the sky, and the whole palace was dyed fiery red. Zhao Yao entered from the outside, and the little milk cat was holding in front of the desk, lying on the desk as if sleeping, but the little head was shaking around, obviously do something bad.

Zhao Yao approached slowly, and gently picked up the soft little milk cat with one hand, but unexpectedly saw that the little milk cat was biting an ink-stained brush in its mouth.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Yao stretched out her hand and pulled out the brush, "You can't eat the brush, are you stupid?"

You are stupid!

Wen Ruyan originally wanted to take advantage of Nanny Li leaving the room, and then go in to steal the water bag, but who would have thought that Nanny Li would carry a wine bag with her all day long.

It is unlikely that Ming Qiang would be able to do so, so he wanted to write a threatening letter to warn Madam Li to take people's things casually.

Zhao Yao picked up the ink-stained paper, the writing was crooked, there were many typos, and there were even a few paw prints, she frowned slightly and teased: "Could it be written for your little lover?"

"Meow!" Hurry up and give it back to me!

The little milk cat stretched its pink and tender paws, screaming fiercely and screaming non-stop.

"Am I right?"

Wen Ruyan hurriedly jumped up, but unfortunately missed, and fell to the ground with a plop, barely standing up with two hind paws, but there was still a huge gap in height.

Zhao Yao was already tall, so she didn't even need to straighten her arms. She quickly glanced at the words on the paper, then lowered her head and asked, "Did you have something stolen?"

The little milk cat remained standing, its two pink paws were still in a deadlocked grasping movement, and its fluffy hair was in a state of blowing.

"Why didn't you make a sound?" Zhao Yao lightly poked the fluffy little head with her fingertips, but there was no response.

Wen Ruyan fell to the ground in embarrassment and decided to pretend to be dead. No matter what, she couldn't tell Zhao Yao, otherwise she would be mercilessly ridiculed by Zhao Yao.

The little milk cat, who was still full of vigor before, suddenly curled up into a ball and fell to the ground, its two pink paws immediately blocked its face, only the little tail was tangled and wagging non-stop.

Is this angry?

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